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mydysfunctionalvampirefamily · 2 months

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Oh my God the start of Neil's episode is so jarring and intense! Also I have no idea what he is saying or what it means. 😂

Neil and Nara are cute l, in that way that two people who are a little weird and on another wavelength together, but I also feel like she's making him a drug addict and I don't like that.

Joubaierre(??? I swear these fucking names!) is so intense and a fanboy 😂 kind of adorable.

Also I googled that a flight from the US to Baghdad is like 14 hours. How do they deal with that? Like I'm assuming private planes? Because it would jarring to basically having a corpse amext to you and trusting that no one pulls the little curtain open.

This conversation about time is just insanity. 😂

Kind of feels like Neil is being used, I don't like that. Being used by someone you call your beloved is not good.

"Have a vision, do it!" 😂 if only it was that easy.

So we know what the herald is exactly in this context? Let me rephrase: I do not know what the herald is in this context and why it's important.

Urshulgi?? Now you're just fucking with me.

Nooo initiative

So often Neil does something weird and I'm judt like idk probably weird malkavian shit, but it is actually a smart tactical move. See: him taking ash to make someone in obfuscate visible.

Okay Joubaierre is kind of hilarious in a weird way. 'why would you need to swim, what are we gonna do breathe out way out of this?'

Oopsie Nara is torpored/dead by a black goo knife. Black goo is never good.

Okay I am going to confess something, I kind of like to when Neil is in anguish. Not in a sadistic way but it always really touches me. Like when his haven was shot and he was just crying that was so good!

Joubaillere? I super get that you are frenzying because you lost your life's work right now. But also, dude, if you hadn't tried being fancy and had just used either a pencil or ballpoint pen we wouldn't have this issue. Then definitely part would have been recoverable easy peasy.

Neil wants to come home and I want him home. 😭 We need a Neil/Wynn hug stat!

I wonder if the others listened to each other's episodes before starting the new season.

#path of night podcast #pon liveblogging #Tales of elm city #Neil Foster

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rdmxc · 2 months

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sometimes I want to just post about my OCs, but my OCs are part of an ongoing show so I can't without spoilers

#path of night podcast #Neil Foster #really though I have many thoughts #he's really going through it #vampire the masquerade

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fundashnee-rott · 9 months

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Oh my boy my dear boy Neil. My poor little boy Neil. He really went "ehhehehe nap time" my baby boy really got that haha I'm eepy time.

#path of night #path of night podcast #my baby boy #neil foster #eepy malkavian night nighty

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scottwellsmagic · 1 year

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761: Dale Salwak - The Gentleman of Magic

While at the Magic Castle during the week of March 13-19, 2023, I spoke with Dale Salwak who most of you know as the teacher for the Chavez Studio of Magic. He is a professor at Citrus College but has been a well-known figure in our community for many decades having produced many magic shows other than his own, too.

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Dale tells us this week where he got his moniker of the “Gentleman of Magic” plus he reminisces about Houston’s Magic Island, what people need to do if you are interested in getting booked at the Magic Castle, meeting and learning the Chavez way of magic through Ben and Marian Chavez then going on to become and instructor himself, plus performing at the Magic Castle, producing the AMA shows, and touring magic shows along the western seaboard.

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#The Magic Castle #Dale Salwak #Chavez #Neil Foster #Colon Michigan #Abbott's Get Together #The Magic Island

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detectivebambam · 2 months

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Andrew being a stickler about the house being clean and it starts to piss Neil off so he asks Andrew about it only to discover that a lot of his foster parents only fostered him in order to have a free housekeeper and they would beat him or send him back if the house wasn't to their standards. Neil always does his best to clean up to keep Andrew from stressing out about it, but assures Andrew that he can live in his own house. He doesn't have to make his existence invisible.

#i NEED snippets of andrew in foster care #i'd cry #but i need it #aftg #all for the game #andrew minyard #nora sakavic #neil josten #andreil

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boatshoesdude · 10 months

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Andrew, a man who was never given the option to ask, to want, in his life finally being able to have desires is so special to me. Just imagine, Neil sitting on the couch in their apartment (not someone else’s apartment that Andrew happens to be staying at, but his place, his and Neil’s home) and Andrew walks up to him, not sitting down immediately but standing hesitantly for a moment. He’s still learning what he wants, what he needs, what he can find in Neil. “I want to try something” this snaps Neil away from whatever show/book/thing that had his attention before. “Okay”. It’s a blanket statement, it means permission, it’s Neil allowing Andrew to try whatever he has in mind, because Neil trusts him and wants his to learn to act on his indulgences. “Is today a good day for physical touch?” Andrew asks because he needs to know the limits, Neil is so relaxed (a more common sight nowadays) and he can’t be the one to ruin it by overstepping. “Yeah” Neil pays attention to every movement Andrew makes, not watching him to ensure his own safety, but out of curiosity. Andrew sits on the couch next to Neil, then he tucks his feet up onto the couch, he lays on his side with his back to the couch and leans his head on Neil’s lap, almost like a cat would. After a second, tests the waters, seeing if he himself is okay with this, he relaxes his muscles, his head sinking deeper onto Neil. “Shoulders and up” he says. Neil runs a hand through Andrew’s hair and Andrew closes his eyes, not to sleep, but in content. Neil turns back to whatever show/book/thing had his attention before, still running his hand through andrew’s hair, sliding his fingers down his neck, rubbing circles into his shoulders. Andrew wanted this, this confort, this sense of security, this undeniable show of trust and love, and Neil gave it to him without a moment of hesitation.

#I imagine the last time he did this he was probably like 5 #and maybe it was like a foster mother who was trying to sooth him while he had a fever or something #anyways he trusts Neil to give him the same level of comfort that he felt before everything #he deserves comfort and caring people in his life #this is solely inspired by how I was just laying down by the way #andreil #andrew minyard #aftg #neil #neil josten #tfc #tkm #trk #the foxhole court #all for the game #the raven king #the kings men #aftg headcanon

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aftgficrec · 7 days

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heyy i’m looking for this fic that i haven’t been able to find in forever. i read it in 2020 i think so it’s probably deleted, but it was basically about andrew’s time in foster care and how he ended up in jail, how he met aaron, how he met higgins, all the stuff. it had 2/4 chapters completed or something like that and it was titled something like “the before and the after”. like before he met neil and after. yeah. tyyyy!!

I’ve had a good look around, but I haven’t been able to find a fic that exactly meets your criteria, this one is the closest I could find. Hope it’ll do for now, but maybe our followers have a better idea. You could also search our tags theme: juvie and theme: foster care. This fic is locked, so you need to be logged into an AO3 account to access it. - S

Doe by FoxyAtlas [Rated M, 12068 words, incomplete, last updated Jan 2022, locked]

Andrew Doe wasn't worth a goddamn thing. He did everything he could to make his foster parents want him, but he was a lost cause. He would never have a family, and he would never be wanted. Nothing he could do would change that. Or so he thought. --- The story of Andrew Minyard's life, starting at 6 and going through to the end of the AFTG series. Includes: shitty foster situations, Cass and Drake, meeting Aaron for the first time, juvie, Tilda, working at Sweetie's, hooking up with Roland, getting the offer to join the Ravens, joining the Foxes, becoming Kevin's protector, and having Neil Josten absolutely turn his life upside down.

tw: depression, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: child neglect, tw: suicidal thoughts

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capcavan · 7 months

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LOOK YOU GAVE ME PERMISSION.

Andreil foster home for peculiar charity cases - @jtl-fics

@jtl-fics Thank you for help with writing @noomyart <3

Exy career was everything Neil expected it to be, it was his dream come true, his life. But his life no longer had an expiration date. Any missteps he made on the court (Actual missteps, pulled tendons, and torn muscles) followed him off the court.

He was 27, and he already sounded like David did when he needed to sit down on their low set couch. And David was overplaying it just to get an amused but loving glance form Abby, and a kiss on a cheek when she joined him. Neil's back hurt. Most of his bones did. His right arm felt cold and tingly more often than not and keeping his ankle iced was not solving the issue of his inflamed nerve.

But Neil expected that.

What he was not expecting was seeing a mirror for those issues in Andrew. Andrew, who was strong enough to hold the weight of Neil's problems and stand straight. Was. Neil was glad they weren't hiding this, at least. He was glad Kevin wasn't living with them any more to witness as they allowed their bodies to fall apart. Neil, unable to hold a pen long enough to write sentence (Andrew was right about not giving a fuck about autographs). Andrew, unable to hold his own weight, never exactly comfortable with his own spine any more.

How long could they do this to themselves?

Neil looked at Andrew

Forever.

To each other?

Andrew was already looking at Neil. “I Am not leaving you alone on the court.”

Neil needed to find a way to quit Exy.

#Andreil foster home for peculiar charity cases #aftg #cavanww #neil josten #andrew minyard #andreil #andriel

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insomniacwriter17 · 11 months

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Saved from the Flames - Chapter One

“When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.” --Richard Kadrey

Billy Hargrove is 9 years old. He tries his best to be the son his father wants him to be - quiet, respectful, and obedient. But Neil just pushes harder and harder, all in the name of raising a "strong man". When Billy is removed from his father's custody and placed in foster care, it takes some time for him to realize his world is no longer burning around him. New experiences, new people, new opportunities all make Billy realize there's a whole lot more to life than respect and responsibility.

AKA: The story of how Bob Newby became a real life superhero for one little boy who needed saving.

Inspired by this post I saw from @connordax

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CW: Descriptions of physical/mental/emotional abuse

It was a warm Monday night in the Hargrove home. Billy had come home from school to an empty house, and he’d managed to get his chores done before his dad had come home from work. While his dad cooked, Billy had sat down at the table with his math worksheet to start his homework. Now the nine-year-old was sitting in front of a plate of spaghetti, his dad next to him. It was silent at the table, tense and uncomfortable. There was a knock on the door and Neil stood up, pointing to Billy’s plate. “Eat up, you have homework to do.”

Billy nodded, casting a glance down at the plate. He hated tomatoes, but he knew his dad didn’t want to hear that. So instead, Billy took the opportunity of being alone to pour more of the powdered parmesan cheese on his noodles, hoping to mask the tomato flavor.

He’d only gotten a few bites swallowed before his dad came back into the room, an odd look on his face. “Billy and I just sat down to dinner. He’s right here.” Billy didn’t understand, were they having company? Usually when there was company, Neil would force Billy into a nicer outfit. And his dad was using his public voice. The one that didn’t sound so angry, so disappointed all the time. Neil stepped out of the doorway and a lady with pretty blonde hair and a briefcase walked in, a smile on her face.

“Hi, Billy. My name’s Gabby. How are you?” she asked. Billy’s mouth was full of food, so he didn’t dare answer, not with his dad shooting daggers at him over Gabby’s shoulder. So instead, he held up his hand with a thumbs up, nodding at her. “Can I sit down with you for a minute?” she continued, pointing to Neil’s abandoned chair.

Billy’s gaze fell to his father again, searching for some sort of understanding that didn’t come. “I brought some work home with me,” Neil interrupted, reaching for his plate. Billy was becoming more and more uncomfortable – his dad seemed scared. That wasn’t normal. “I’ll go eat and knock it out while Gabby keeps you company, okay?” His voice was too kind for home, Billy noted. This was the voice he used around teachers and doctors.

Billy only nodded.

And then Neil left the room and Gabby sat down beside Billy, offering him a gentle smile. “How’s your dinner, Billy?”

Billy shrugged. “It’s fine,” he murmured, pushing the noodles around his plate with the fork. “How do you know my dad?”

Gabby set the briefcase at her feet and then leaned forward so she was leaning against the table, looking at Billy with gentle eyes. “I actually haven’t met your dad before right now. Billy, have you ever heard of a social worker?”

“No ma’am,” Billy replied. Better be polite so she doesn’t tell my dad I was rude, he thought.

“Well, my job is to go around Hawkins and check in on kids to make sure they’re safe,” she explained. “You can keep eating if you want to, but I have some questions for you to answer, if you feel up to that?”

Billy shrugged but made no move to continue eating. In fact, he put his fork down. “It’s okay, I don’t like tomatoes anyway,” he told her. She seemed nice enough. “What questions?” Something about this made him uncomfortable, but he didn’t know why. It felt almost like a trap.

“Just simple questions about your life,” Gabby promised. “I just want to get to know you a little bit. Like…your dad told me you were nine years old. When’s your birthday?”

Billy relaxed a bit at the ease of the question, especially when he heard it was questions that Neil had fielded before they’d gotten to Billy. “March 29,” he replied, sitting up straighter in his chair.

Gabby asked a lot more questions, ranging from questions about Billy’s day at school, what things he liked to do when he was home, and a lot of questions about his dad. Billy tried to answer them as best he could, but sometimes Gabby looked like she didn’t like his answer or something was making her sad.

“You seem like a really sweet kid, Billy. Do you ever get in trouble? Like at school or at home?”

“Sometimes,” Billy mumbled, shrugging. “I guess.”

“When you get in trouble, what happens?” Gabby’s voice had gotten more serious, and Billy’s tummy was churning. He felt like he was going to throw up. He knew this question. The school counselor had asked him that question a few days ago, and she hadn’t liked his answer. She’d gotten serious and quiet and asked a lot more questions, but Billy had clammed up and refused to answer anything else.

So Billy changed his answer. “Um, nothing. Sometimes Dad gets mad and yells.”

“That’s it?” Gabby pushed, leaning in a little closer to Billy, like she was really trying to listen to him. Billy nodded. “He never gets too mad and accidentally hits you?”

Well, accidents happen sometimes. That’s not bad. “Maybe on accident,” Billy whispered, looking at his plate. His spaghetti would be cold by now, which would make it even grosser. Maybe if he answered Gabby’s questions and he could get her to leave, his dad would put it in the microwave and warm it back up.

But Gabby wasn’t done. “Can you show me your room, Billy? Do you have any cool toys?”

Billy bit his lip but shrugged, sliding off the chair and heading toward the living room. Gabby followed behind him, and Billy froze when he caught sight of his dad on the sofa. The man’s face was unreadable to Billy, which was never a good sign. His lips were pursed tightly and he was stiff where he sat. “How’s it going, kiddo?” he asked evenly.

“She wants to see my room,” Billy kicked at the carpet nervously and didn’t look at his dad. “Sir,” he added quickly.

Neil froze, silent for a moment. “That’s fine,” he replied curtly, standing with his half-finished plate. “I’ll start cleaning up the kitchen.” Billy nodded, swallowing thickly before leading Gabby down the hallway to his room.

“What is this, Billy?” Gabby asked as they approached his room, reaching for the lock up toward the top of the door. The outside of the door.

“It keeps the monsters out,” Billy told her. “Dad locks it at night when I go to bed. Or if he’s not going to be home to watch me.”

Oh no. He definitely shouldn’t have said that, he realized. Gabby stopped, casting a look to the blonde boy in front of her. “How often does that happen?”

Billy shrugged, clamping his mouth shut. Oh, his dad was going to kill him. “Billy, honey, you can talk to me,” Gabby promised, kneeling in front of him. Her face was more serious than it had been before. “Does he do that a lot? Leave you here alone?”

Billy stared back at her, unyielding. But his eyes were wide, and that was enough of an answer for Gabby. “Okay, how about those toys then?” He didn’t have the courage to say he didn’t have any, so instead Billy just walked into his room and stood there, waiting for Gabby to come in and take a look around.

Gabby realized quickly that Billy wasn’t going to say anything else, but that was fine. She had what she needed, though it would take a few days to get it all together. She looked around the bare bedroom, her heart sinking for the young boy in front of her. She wished nothing more than to be able to scoop him up and take him now, but they had to wait until the judge gave the okay.

“Alright, Billy, thank you for being so helpful!” she smiled cheerfully at the boy. “I’ll let you and your dad finish your dinner now.” She led him back to the living room and then into the kitchen where Billy could hear Neil cleaning the dishes.

“Mr. Hargrove, I think we’re all done here. Thank you for being so helpful,” she smiled over Billy’s head, nudging him toward the table. Billy settled himself in front of the cold pasta, trying hard not to pull a face.

“Thanks for swinging by,” Neil’s voice was tight. “Hey, Billy?” The boy stiffened in his chair, looking to his dad immediately.

“Yes, sir?” His voice was meek, shaky.

“Why don’t you walk Miss Gabby to the door, tell her thank you, and I’ll heat your dinner back up for you?” Neil offered, drying his hands on his jeans and heading to the table. Billy looked like a deer caught in headlights as he scrambled off the dining room chair, nodding quickly.

“Yes, sir,” he repeated before looking up at Gabby. The blonde woman smiled reassuringly and let BIlly lead the way to the front door.

“Thank you again for being so helpful, Billy. Now, I’m going to give you this,” she explained, handing him a small, rectangular piece of paper. “This has my phone number on it. If you’re ever scared or in danger, you can call me and I’ll come find you, okay?”

Billy nodded quickly, shoving the paper in his pocket without hardly looking at it. “Thank you,” he mumbled under his breath, and Gabby ruffled his hair before she walked out the door and Billy was able to close it behind her.

Feeling like his feet were way too heavy, Billy shuffled back into the kitchen, where Neil was pulling a plate of spaghetti out of the microwave. “You better put your ass in that seat and eat this food,” the man ordered, and Billy scrambled to obey. “Who in the hell did you talk to?!”

The plate slammed down onto the placemat in front of Billy, causing the smaller boy to flinch. “N-nobody!” he insisted tearfully. He shoved a forkful of pasta into his mouth, ignoring the way the sauce burned every inch of his mouth from being too hot.

“You better hope she doesn’t come back,” Neil huffed as he moved back to clean the kitchen, slamming dishes too hard into the sink. “You won’t like it if she does.”

“Yes, sir,” Billy whispered, blinking tears out of his eyes. He continued to eat his dinner, knowing the faster his plate was clean, the sooner Billy could get out from under his father’s burning glare.

When Billy finally made his way to the bathroom to shower that night, Billy pulled the piece of paper Gabby had given him out of his pocket, staring at it for a minute. He knew if his dad found it, he’d be in way more trouble, so Billy ripped it up into little tiny pieces, flushing it down the toilet.

And it was a good thing he did, too. Because as soon as Billy came out of the bathroom, Neil was grabbing Billy’s dirty clothes from his arms, searching the pockets for anything he could find. The searched clothes were tossed to the floor, and Neil growled, “Pick ‘em up. Get in bed.”

It was too early for bed, Billy wanted to argue. He still had math homework! But before he could open his mouth, a smack to the shoulder sent pain radiating through Billy’s body. “Boy, I told you to do something!”

“Yes, sir,” Billy whispered, scrambling to pick up his jeans before running into his room. Neil followed after him, lecturing about respect and responsibility, while Billy tried to dodge his father’s swinging hands unsuccessfully.

By the time Neil left Billy’s bedroom, Billy was crying. His torso and thighs were pounding where his dad had hit him, and the threats Neil had given him echoed in Billy’s mind as he laid himself down in his bed. “If that woman shows up here again because of something you said, you’re not gonna be able to talk for a week.”

For a woman whose job was to make kids in Hawkins safe, her showing up really didn’t help Billy feel safe. He hoped he never had to see her again.

#stranger things #billy hargrove #bob newby #neil hargrove #neil hargrove is an asshole #foster care au #no upside down #billy deserved better #bob deserved better #mentions of child abuse #cw: abuse #ao3 #insomniacwriter17

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fundashnee-rott · 10 months

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Before Amazon shipping there was Neil and you can't change my mind.

#path of night podcast #path of night #Neil Foster

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artfilmfan · 9 months

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Fear The Night (Neil LaBute, 2023)

#maggie q #highdee kuan #ito aghayere #kat foster #fear the night #neil labute #kirstin leigh #Roshni Shukla

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koszmarnybudyn · 1 year

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This episode was really cool so doodles dump!!! Spoilers for episode 21 dndads guys!!!

Againno way am i gonna write all that down. Kinda disliked the intro actually (i know people loved it, but it just kinda felt repetetive to me). They were suppose to not forget Hermie, and then they did! Why is link and Erin so hard to draw?!? Our queen is back!!! She really took a liking to kids (in a not creepy way) in old age huh? They are all so stupid i love them. Link deserves to be petty, i kinda adore how he hated them in the begining, also when did he tell grant that he did? Like i don't think they really talked before? Im gonna call Normal the boy who stole the sun and you all have to deal with it. Love it how Normal isn't sure if he is Larks kid or Sparrow's. Also Grant is so hard to draw, why are all the wilsons giving me issueas?! Nicky my boy! They really saw the sun fir the first time T_T. Normal is my little skrunkly, he is the easiest so i just draw him contantly. Wow this turned into a rant.

#dungeons and daddies #dndads #dndads spoilers #normal oak #link li wilson #hermie the unworthy #taylor swift dndads #scary marlow #grant wilson #erin o neil #nickolas foster #i think thats all of them #my art

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